When I Fall Asleep at Midnight, My Farm Connects the World

The drunk man in white picked up the wine bowl, drank three large bowls in a row, wiped his mouth, and exclaimed: "Wonderful, wonderful! This wine can only be found in heaven, and it is rare to smell it in the world!" Zhong Ming leaned on the wine jar and smiled: "Hey, buddy, you know your stuff! This wine is a spiritual brew that has been stored in the cellar for eighteen years. You can't drink it in ordinary places!" The drunk man's eyes lit up and he immediately handed over his hand: "The wine in the store is amazing! I will write a poem for you today to express my feelings!" As soon as he finished speaking, he said loudly: "The wind blows the fragrance of willow flowers all over the shop, and Wu Ji presses wine for guests to taste. The children of Jinling come to see each other off, and everyone has a drink if they want to go or not. Please ask Dongliushui, who do you want to compete with?" Zhong Ming scratched the back of his head and muttered: "This poem... Why does it sound so familiar?" Suddenly, he suddenly leaned forward and said, "Brother! Do you want to name this poem "Farewell at Jinling Winery"?" The drunkard slapped the table with great joy: "It's hard to find a confidant! The shopkeeper coincides with me!" Zhong Ming stared at the figure in white clothes fluttering in front of him, clenched his fists and grinded his teeth with love and hate, and suddenly rolled up his sleeves: "Are you Li Bai? Come on, hold me down!" Li Bai was stunned on the spot and almost dropped the wine glass: "What is the store doing? I wrote a poem for you, why did you use violence?" Zhong Ming pointed at him sadly, his tone full of "resentment": "What are you doing? You are not allowed to write poems anymore! Do you know how many people in future generations will have trouble sleeping all night long because you stayed up all night memorizing poems until you were bald?"